Daylight Savings Time is killing me! I needed that hour of sleep, people! Writers on deadline are already delicate, overwrought cranky beasts…and then when we look up and an hour has magically evaporated to balance some cosmic clock somewhere…it gets ugly. Fast. I can’t find my tea cup. (I know. What’s new?) But everything’s ‘off’ just one or two degrees and it’s making me crazy. And then the semi-annual rant begins and I am a very unhappy woman.
Who are we saving daylight for? Where is it stored? What farmers? Can’t farmers figure it out without toying with the rest of us???? Are we the only ones that do this? Does England do this? Does China bother with this? Does the world laugh into its leisurely cup of Sunday morning coffee while we spend a day zombie-like and grumpy??? Can we just stop? Would the world end if we just picked a time and stuck with it?????? Could we try that for a few years and see what happens? Or do all the “lost” hours of daylight accumulate somewhere like nuclear waste and make us wish we hadn’t listened to the insane ramblings of one very sleep-deprived romance writer….
wow.
I feel better. Not all the way since every clock in the house is now mysteriously “wrong”. But I’m getting there.
sigh.
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It’s a sad truth that all those hours accumulate and tend to hit you in the face when you’re not looking… Better to take them one at a time…
We have them too, those days. Those are the days when only the gentlest person, or the least emotional for that matter, doesn’t suffer unbearably.
But still, the clocks are wrong, the coffee is either too late or too early, tea is influenced by lack of time to relax in the cupboard, but fabulous women that we are, we cope!
Love!
Honestly they gave me a whole extra DAY this year and I couldn’t catch up. What makes you think taking an hour AWAY was a good idea?? I’m with you (and the state of Arizona) in thinking this is outdated rubbish. Loves ya. S